Raju looks down at the wolf sharply, frowning. One of his hands is behind Francis but the other, at least, is free, to do... what?

He glances at Francis, then back down to the wolf, very aware now that he doesn't know enough about dogs to know what might be a normal noise and what might not. A growl, even a little one, might put Raju in mind of the bow hanging next to the door, but Francis had been comfortable with the thing when Raju had gotten here.

"What does it want?" he asks. "I still can't figure out what it's been responding to. This isn't what they do when they're hungry, is it?" It might be. Raju hates that he can't be sure.